life on a sketch pad

go wit the guns all day... cause we blaze n shoot straight to the haters who get checked with see you laters, never get caught alone you'll be food for the alligators running tracks to fuel the machine that is the embodiment of beast never to cease a rage fueled by the feast that awaits upon land of the lost, the common and the like for we are killa of instinct and of life but not limited to... we are a porno unrated, not monitored by the adults so you little jerkoffs stay fixed on to the screen of our explict lives failing to realized that you have become the groupie blowing our rock crew, the number one fan with a banner in you hand and your bestfriends girl in mine(not really don't get hopes up), because you are a loser a triangle one less side than the cool ass square we think outside of, but there is some silver lining although demeaned and diminished u are important in groups of tens of thousands for we are epic we are KILLA DUDEZ!